Small Parcels of Time

What I have to fit into the small parcel of time that is my day kind of sends electric shards right through my soul. Am I doing and becoming all that I meant to be or is there something more to life there is to find out and more to know. I am scared of the concept of time and the fact that it is fleeting. What else can we do with it but watch it slip by. I need to some how wade and decipher all the messages coming at me and it starts with a simple step back and reflection of time.